I should not be amazed at the Lord’s provision at the right time for the Moody books, but I am. I officially started writing about two weeks ago, and it’s progressing well. The day before I was to start, “something” happened, that was exactly what I needed to experience for the book. It was so perfect. I’ll leave you with a picture, but I won’t explain what happened. You’ll have to read Winter Days to find out. The bus continues to be a wonderful place for me to write; although this time, instead of running heaters, the air conditioners are running.
“Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh: is there any thing too hard for me?” (Jeremiah 32:27).
This weekend is Burrito Making Weekend. My job is to sort, rinse, and wash the beans on Thursday night. I also am a taste tester on Saturday :-). Anna cut all the onions up this afternoon, in preparation for shuttling them through the blender.
Tonight, we had a great family night: enjoyed snapping ChorePacks together (that time again!), and talking, and finally Bible time. Most were expecting to head toward bed after Bible time, when it suddenly dawned on us we still had burrito things to process. Hmmm… How could we forget when we’ve been smelling beans cooking all day? I guess one can get blind to them. So, lots of the family jumped into action.
We’ve been making burritos for so many years–ever since I was a little girl. Can you believe I still love to wake up, on burrito making weekends, and smell the onion/jalapeno mixture that has been cooking overnight? And, I’ll tell you a secret. I still love burritos. I would eat them every day, even though we have burritos Sunday at lunch. Yummm. They’re inexpensive too. And healthy. Here’s the recipe if you want it.
“And having food and raiment let us be therewith content” (1 Timothy 6:7-8).
Monday night I thought would be a perfect time for an informal family picture since everyone would be together, and we haven’t had a group picture with G&G for a long time.
Then, after family Bible time, everyone, except for Bethany and I and Grandad and GiGi, headed out to watch the fireworks. Bethany is too young, so I continued with more writing of Winter Days, while babysitting sleeping Bethany. Joseph took the below pictures.
May you rest and delight in our Savior this week!
“If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land” (2 Chronicles 7:14-15).
It is a beautiful Independence Day here in Kansas.
I’m grateful for:
Those who gave our lives for our freedom
Our founding fathers, who drafted and signed the Declaration of Independence
For the widows and those left behind who bore the sadness of losing a husband, father, brother, uncle, or son in the war
Those who are continuing to give their lives to protect this country
Although I’m grateful, my highest gratitude goes to my precious Lord and Savior. Just as our earthly freedom was not without a high price, our eternal freedom was through the awful cost of God’s only Son, Jesus Christ. That freedom is offered to everyone, but many reject that Precious Gift. Freedom is not free. Our freedom in the United States was paid for by the blood of Americans. Our freedom in the Lord Jesus was paid for by His blood. As I see our country sliding away from God at a rapid speed, my heart is grieved. Yet, I know whom I have believed. There is nothing to fear as a child of the Lord Jesus. I have been bought and paid for by my Savior. If you haven’t given your life to the Lord Jesus, my Friend, today is the day. None of us is guaranteed a single day.
With love, Sarah
I know not why God’s wondrous grace,
To me, He hath made known.
Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love,
Redeemed me for His own. (taken from the hymn, I Know Whom I Have Believed)
“Forasmuch as ye know that ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold, from your vain conversation received by tradition from your fathers; But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot” (1 Peter 1:18-19).
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